by Elizabeth Challinor

He pulled his beloved closer

Began to whisper in her ear


She said and pushed him away

I don't want to hear what you have to say

About your feelings

Why, he cried, don't you care?

I care enough to know

The harm it will do to listen to you

Are you calling me a liar?

Not at all

But anything you say about me


Great or small

May turn into a trojan horse

And steal my inner light

I worked so hard to find!

Would you be so kind

Roll over to the other side

Give time for your feelings to subside

Cruel and cold

That's what you are

She smiled

But don't you just love the sea?

Elizabeth Challinor